I lay on the bed with my legs spread and try to push it in, but in that position it simply will not fit inside my tight asshole. I switch positions s... that I am kneeling on all fours on the bed, reach back and push the plug into my ass. It slides in easier this way, but it still hurts. I am thinking about being in this position when you are r****g me with your strap-on. I feel like a whore. I count to three and with a loud moan I push the plug all the way inside my ass. As soon as it is. As he looked around the house he made notes in a Filofax, after half an hour we were stood in the kitchen with a drink talking in general.He was having a right old moan about his wife not understanding him etc. After a few minutes he said he needed the toilet as he passed me he placed his hands on my hips and moved slowly, I turned to face him and he looked me straight in the eye and winked, I smiled and he stood there facing me with his hands on my hips.I was transfixed, I didn’t know what to. Agli subeh mere college ka off tha uske pati ka bhi off tha dopar 3 baje uska pati ne muje bulaya vo aapni ghar ki chat par beer pe raha tha usne muje bhi join hone ko kaha bate chali usne bataya ki vo aab namard ho gaya hai aur aunty ko chod nahi pata aur aunty hai itni garam ki usse roaj laand chahiye is baat ko le ke vo bahat duki rehta hai aur usne kaha ki tumarii aunty ne usse bataya hai jo kaal hua ye sun kar mae hil gaya lekin vo bola ki kaya tum kisi ko batahoge to nahi maene kaha nahi. I expected him to run from the room, but he didn’t. He stood his ground, almost daring me to continue. I looked up at him, head to one side, an enigmatic look on my face. Without missing a beat, I lifted my legs slightly, and pulled my skirt up further, so my knickers were fully on show, then I placed my hand back on his crotch, running my hand up and down. There was definite movement down there. He put the ream of paper on the photocopier, and stood with his hands on his hips, looking down.